"Si Chengfeng, are you crazy?"
Feng Qiyan pulled her brother into the yard, put on a stern face, and imitated her mother Feng Cailan, the Great General Feng, and said to him in a tone of disappointment, like a little adult:
"Is Hua Qingcheng really that good? Is she worthy of you doing this for her? Countless noble ladies in the capital are attracted to you, but you have ignored them. Hua Qingcheng is a commoner, penniless, how can she be worthy of you? The most important thing is that her family already has many husbands. Are you, the eldest son of the Si family, really willing to be one of her many concubines?"
"Oh……"
"What is the eldest son of the Si family? He is just a floating flower, just like a flowing flower. How much higher can his status be than that of Hua Qingcheng?"
Looking at Feng Qiyan's angry expression and flushed face, Si Chengfeng could only smile helplessly. Love is something that makes people unable to stop. If a person could control his or her heart at will, how could there be so many infatuated women and resentful men in this world?
Seeing a heroic woman, how could he not be delighted? The first sight was terrifying, the second was stunning. Her heroic presence was captivating, and one glance captivated him forever. Hua Qingcheng, the goddess who had bravely fought off the wolves on Pinglan Mountain and had appeared to save him like a goddess, had been deeply etched in his heart.
"There are always passionate people in this world. This hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. Cheng Feng has no complaints or regrets. Qi Yan, you are still young. You will understand when you grow up!"
Si Chengfeng touched Feng Qiyan's head lovingly and said with a smile.
Seeing her brother's resolute attitude, Feng Qiyan could only sigh helplessly and said like a little adult:
"A word is as good as gold and jade. Since I have already promised not to ask about your affairs with Hua Qingcheng, I will naturally do it. But as for mother, father, grandmother and grandfather, you have to convince them yourself!"
"Okay, I'd like to thank Qi Yan here!"
…
"What are you talking about?"
Seeing that the brother and sister were acting mysteriously and hiding in the yard to whisper for a long time without replying, Hua Qingcheng hurried out to look for them.
"nothing."
Feng Qiyan raised her head and scanned Hua Qingcheng from head to toe, then glanced at her again and said earnestly like an elder:
"Be nice to him!"
Then he turned around and looked curiously at the chickens, sheep and other things in the corner of the yard.
Hua Qingcheng's mouth twitched slightly. She inexplicably felt as if she was being despised by a child.
"What happened to her?"
Si Chengfeng looked at Hua Qingcheng with a charming smile, his fox eyes were as gentle as water, with upturned eye ends and rounded eye corners. His every move was full of charm and temptation, and he was full of charm, which made Hua Qingcheng infatuated.
"Want to know?"
Si Chengfeng smiled, put his arm around Hua Qingcheng's slender waist, looked down at her and said:
"Call me brother and I'll tell you!"
Hua Qingcheng raised the corners of her lips slightly, rolled her eyes at him, and then smiled sweetly:
"Good brother!"
Looking at the beautiful and smart woman in his arms and hearing her words, Si Chengfeng couldn't help but smile. He then tightened his hands on her waist and leaned over to peck her disobedient red lips.
Seeing the warmth coming, Hua Qingcheng also raised her hand to hook his neck, their lips and tongue blending together, actively seeking the sweetness and mellowness from the mouth of the man in front of her, gently and affectionately.
"Flowers bloom, willows are charming, swallows and orioles are flying, raindrops are beating on the fallen petals, how many times have I dreamt of them? Thousands of words are hard to express, how many layers of thoughts and sorrows are there?"
Si Chengfeng, who wrote poems and lyrics for Hua Qingcheng in his dreams, was now melting all his thoughts about Hua Qingcheng for the past half month into a sweet kiss.
Because there were children at home, the two did not hug and kiss for too long and separated after about a quarter of an hour.
Si Chengfeng, who was soft in his arms, said half seriously and half jokingly:
"The Hua family is a beauty, with red lips, fair complexion, jade-like bones and icy skin, a graceful figure, and an unparalleled beauty, and she has many handsome husbands around her.
Feng Qiyan, she is just worried that no matter how beautiful a woman is, her beauty will eventually fade, and she is afraid that one day you will get tired of me and abandon me."
The man in front of her who was hugging her had a smile on his face and looked handsome and elegant, but Hua Qingcheng felt that there was a hint of sadness in him.
Leaning lightly in his thin and slightly frail arms, Hua Qingcheng promised very seriously:
"Since you've given me your heart and soul, how can I, Hua Qingcheng, be so heartless and disloyal? You've devoted the rest of your life to me, how could I bear to let you lose?"
Hua Qingcheng turned around, stood on tiptoe and kissed her boss Chengfeng's thin lips gently and piously. After a moment, she let go, put her arms around his strong waist, and leaned her head lightly in his arms.
"When the mountains are gone, the rivers dry up, the winter thunder roars, the summer snows, and heaven and earth unite, then I will dare to break off my relationship with you."
"I will never be like the heartless Xue Pinggui, nor will I let you become like Wang Baochuan, who digs wild vegetables."
Hearing the touching promise of the woman in his arms, Si Chengfeng's eyes moistened, and instantly filled with stars. Although he didn't know what she meant by Xue Pinggui and Wang Baochuan in her last sentence, he could definitely feel her feelings.
"Okay! I believe you!"
Si Chengfeng looked up at the sky and inexplicably felt that the sky today was particularly blue and beautiful.
"Hey, kid, play here for a while and don't run around. Your brother and I will be back in a moment."
Hua Qingcheng took Si Chengfeng's hand and came to the chicken coop and sheep pen in the corner of the front yard. She pinched Feng Qiyan's chubby little face and said.
"Hmph! Don't think you can lie to me just because I'm young. If you want to go out and have some fun, I'll just tell you straight away. I'm not tactless."
Feng Qiyan angrily slapped away the claws that were rubbing against her face, her face slightly red. After all, she was still a little embarrassed to be pinched on the face by such a beautiful woman.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Hua Qingcheng and Si Chengfeng came to the Hua family's fields hand in hand. The wasteland with half-human-high weeds had disappeared. Now there were rows of vegetables planted neatly here. The tender sprouts on the ridges had already sprouted, looking green, lovely and full of vitality.
Thinking of the time when he and Hua Qingcheng had made their love here, Si Chengfeng felt a sweet feeling in his heart. Looking back at the simple old house of the Hua family, he couldn't help but think that if he could live a peaceful farm life with her like this, it would be a great happiness.
Si Chengfeng couldn't help but look forward to it:
"The sun shines brightly on the farmhouse. Chickens, ducks, and dogs crow without being noticed. Vegetables are grown behind the house, and a fence is placed in front of the house. Smoke curls around the branches."
Hua Qingcheng: "Anything else?"
Upon hearing this, Si Chengfeng looked up at the children catching fish and shrimps by the river. After a moment, he smiled and said:
"Green grass on the roadside, flowers blooming by the spring. The stream flows past people's homes. Children play and laugh, holding fish and shrimp."
Looking at Si Chengfeng who was always reciting poems and writing lyrics, Hua Qingcheng pecked his lips lightly, stretched out her hands to pinch his face and said:
"Si Chengfeng, it's a pity that you are not a woman, otherwise you should take the imperial examination."
Si Chengfeng smiled slyly when he heard this, kissed Hua Qingcheng on the face, and said half jokingly and half seriously:
"For the rest of my life, I only wish to write poems and lyrics for Qingcheng!"
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